Hello everyone. Just thought I'd clear up a few things for anyone who's confused on any aspect of the story. This is placed on Planet Vegeta, making our three hero dudes full-blooded Saiyans. Hopefully that clears up any confusion that may have been floating around. Didn't give it much thought since I thought it was implied, but that's the way the cookie crumbles.

On a side note, thanks for that website dbz952. I was starting to have issues with the other two sites reguarding a certain episode. Just saved me a big one there.

It was just a routine raid, nothing different from the others. They went in, killed a bunch of people, blew a bunch of buildings, weapons, and what ever else up. They even enjoyed a brief celebration over the burning bodies of the fallen. But something was out of place, not like when Goku and Vegeta died, but something was off with this base. Something wrong.

But nothing had gone wrong. They had defeated their occupiers so easily a new born babe would have had an easier time defending itself. Trying to get his mind off his gut feeling, Gohan, Goten, and Trunks spread out amongst the ruin to collect their spoils. They could at least do that without a problem arising.

As Trunks was investigation a crumbling building, he spied a building that had remained untouched by their destruction. It had such a welcoming vibe that the young Aaiyan couldn't resist investigating it rather than the crappy building he was in, which could fall any minute.

The warehouse as Trunks observed, was nothing special from any other human construction, its grey walls and roof blending in with the others. But something was different. This warehouse had no windows and its door slid to the side rather than swung open. Why was this building so different?

Grabbing the door's handle, Trunks slid the door till it could slide no more. Taking a look inside the dull building, Trunks paled. This was not good. He needed to get Gohan now.

Spiking his ki several times, to emphasize the importance, Trunks uneasiness grew more and more by the second. Where were those two?

In a matter of seconds, Gohan and Goten arrived on the scene, frowns adorning their faces. It wasn't like Trunks to lose his cool and spike his ki as repetitively as he did. Upon looking at the sword wielder, they noticed his uneasiness and…fear? What had happened for the young Saiyan to experience fear?

Without acknowledging their presence, Trunks pointed into the warehouse, his hand shaking slightly, but enough to warrant the two Son boys their attention. "I think you need to see this," was all he said.

Confusion written on his face, Gohan did as told and reacted much as Trunks had, paling at the sight. This wasn't good. This was definitely not good. Before him stood a large machine, almost as long as the building itself, the components of the monster showing for the entire world to see. The end facing them was a large hole, the firing end of the beast. It stood a good ten feet high, seven feet in width and who knows how long the monstrosity was. Gohan had heard of such a weapon used in the Saiyo-Earthling War. It was the weapon that gave the human's their edge in the space battles.

The Blitz Cannon.

From the look of it, though, the human scientists were trying to minimize it for ground fighting. With a weapon like this in the hands of the humans, the Saiyans were done for, end of story. A growl vibrated from Gohan's throat. Not on his watch. Not with the last breath of air in his lungs would he allow the humans this much power. They were already a threat to the universe, they couldn't be allowed supremacy. No wonder he had that feeling. If they hadn't attacked this place, who knows if they would've survived another year. Would it even be a year?

Balling his fists, erratic energy surrounding them, Gohan unleashed a huge ki blast at the weapon, tearing a large hole in it. Taking their cue, Trunks and Goten joined it the destruction. Pouring ki blast after ki blast, they left nothing of the weapon and its home standing. Not even a shred of it could be found. Although it was a welcoming sight to no longer see the creature, it felt hollow. Who knew whether there were more bases building the cannons. All they had managed to do was delay its induction, buying more time for their kind.

Not even bothering collecting their plunders, nor following caution, they flew from the base at a casual pace, each filled with dread that they wouldn't live to see a day of peace.

The shattering of hope had been the most devastating feeling they had ever felt.

It had been a week since they had lost hope for their race. Although disheartened with their discovery and the subsequent feeling of hopelessness, they continued with the raids, cautious as usual. Even if they weren't completely into their job, they would be damned if they would die from it. However, the excitement, the rush the raids had given them previously had disappeared. It was as if they were waiting for the end to come.

It was when they were traveling to their next target that they had another encounter with Saiyan kind. As they strolled beneath the canopy of trees, the crashing sound of two men bumbling through the forest caught their attention. Standing behind trees, they watched the scene unfold before them.

Two Saiyans, one covered in his own blood, leaning onto another, the bloody Saiyan's blood covering his companion. It looked as if they were escaping a battle, what that battle was, the young Saiyans didn't know, but they did look as if they could use some help. What else did they have to lose? They were already dead.

Revealing himself from behind his tree, Gohan approached the escapees. "Ya'll need a little help?"

The surprise from the sudden invitation almost caused the two to lose their balance. Luckily, they managed to regain it at the last moment. Turning, they saw the three Saiyans, two of which had black spiky hair in saiyan battle armor much like themselves, the other with lavender hair, carrying a sword.

Gohan stared at them, examining the two Saiyans; the injured one was dressed much like his comrade in armor, his black spiky hair confirming his race. The other…it couldn't be!

"Dad?"

Goku looked back with a puzzled look. "Dad? I have no children. Who are you?"

Gohan's disbelief and rekindle hope vanished. If this wasn't his father, then who was it? He looked just like him, the same armor and everything. He couldn't help but feel he knew this man. It had been too long, but his memory was screaming that he had seen him from somewhere before.

"It doesn't matter who we are. Not anymore anyways. May I ask what your name is?" Gohan asked.

The two men starred back with suspicion, not that Gohan could blame them. It wasn't that long ago that he too held that same look. "Gives us your names and we may give you ours," said the Goku look-alike.

Holding his gaze steady, Gohan answered. "I am Gohan; the two behind me are my little brothers, Goten and Trunks."

As the injured man still looked suspicious, his comrade got a look of bewilderment. That was not the look he was expecting.

"Y-you survived? B-but how? I had heard that you had died years ago with the last surviving prince!" the look-alike exclaimed. His comrade turned his head to his side, looking at his weight bearer.

If Gohan's memory wasn't screaming before, it was now, along with a gut instinct that told him that something was wrong. Narrowing his eyes, he asked with a firmer tone, "Tell me now, what is your name?"

The look of disbelief increased, but something in the man's eyes was off. "You don't recognize me? I am Turles. I used to give your father and Vegeta the news of human troop movements before they were killed!"

Images of his father and the man before him flashed through Gohan's head. That's where he had seen him! It may have been years, but this guy had said he could survive better if he was on his own. He must've been helping his comrade the same way he had helped him and his dead friends.

Goten and Trunks were puzzled. They didn't remember this man at all. True, they were little tykes back then, but they were sure they would have remembered him. Goten took a quick glance at his brother. The look on Gohan's face told a different story from his, though.

"I remember you. What happened? Why did you not seek us after Dad and Vegeta were killed?" Gohan demanded, anger growing in his voice.

Turles didn't lose a beat. "I had heard that the humans had killed a royal and his bodyguard and the only royal I knew of was Vegeta. So I assumed that you were dead too. But now is not the time to be reacquainted. We got a platoon on our ass and if you don't mind, I rather not join Vegeta or Kakarot right now."

Gohan's eyes widen. "How far away?"

Turles thumbed behind him. "The battle was a good couple miles away, however, the distance we put between them and us is erratic at best. Sometimes a half a mile, sometimes a hundred yards."

Gohan nodded, and then turned to Goten and Trunks. "You guys help," he paused before looking at Turles' partner with a questioning look. "Spinak," he filled in. Gohan nodded before continuing, "help Spinak get away. Turles and I will dispatch the followers."

Although reluctant, the two young Saiyans complied, Spinak placing an arm around each of their shoulders for support, and left Gohan and Turles. Gohan looked to his long-lost companion. "You ready?"

Turles nodded. "As ready as I'll ever be," he said before following Gohan toward the on coming attackers.

Turles was squatting a good fifty yards from the grove that he and Gohan labeled as the ambush point. They spent a good ten minutes setting up a trap before retreating to specific hiding places, a task in mind that had to be done at the proper time. A drop of sweat rolled down his cheek. For his and Gohan's sake, it had to go perfectly.

It wasn't too much later when their prey came strolling in. 'Pitiful fools,' Turles thought. 'You don't just walk around unguarded. Oh well, they won't live to learn that lesson,' a twisted smile appearing on his face.

As the troops reached the middle of the grove, suddenly, many disappeared, a large hole replacing the spot where they once stood. Screams could be heard coming from the hole, slowly dying down. Turles' smile grew. That would be the wooden stakes he had placed at the bottom. These guys would definitely not leave this place alive.

As the rest of the soldiers surrounded the hole, looking in to see if their comrades were okay, a flurry of ki blasts struck them from the side opposite of Turles' spot. Gohan's handiwork no doubt.

Their reaction time was a little faster then what they had anticipated as the surviving soldiers immediately began firing their blitz rifles in Gohan's direction. Perfect, now it was Turles' turn. Clasping his hands together in a position similar to the sign of prayer, Turles concentrated his ki. Within moments, his hands separated, bright energy filling the void left by his separated hands. Turles concentration doubled as he focused his ki into a circle. A smirk appeared on his face. It was officially his turn.

"Kill Driver!" he shouted as he launched the attack, the circle flying at its targets as it increased in size. Upon arrival, anyone touched by the ring of energy was sliced apart. Those who were facing a side of the circle were cut in half. The legs of others being sliced off at the bottom of the ring as the heads or parts of the head for those tall enough to reach the top were cut. As soon as the ring cut through the first wave, it exploded, killing many more soldiers. Without wasting a second, Turles shot head first into battle. It was time for the fun part.

Apparently, Gohan had similar thoughts as he too rushed in to the fray. Human after human fell to their might as they laid their punishment. Everything was going great until a very tall, very fat human enter the grove. His presence was a very unexpected twist, but the Saiyans would meet the challenge head on! Let it be said that no Saiyan shall fear a human of any shape or size.

Taking his turn first, Turles attacked the giant of a man. Using his speed, he caught the man off guard, delivering a light blow to his chest, stunning the man. Using his knee, he knocked him high into the air. Once again using his speed, he raced above the man, floating upside down and kicking his opponent down to the ground. Turles arrived floating above the ground, stopping the man with his knee and then jackhammering him into the ground. Walking up to his fallen opponent, he extended his arm and fired a ki blast at the beaten, defenseless human, sending him to King Yemma in pieces.

By the time he had finished with his opponent, Gohan had finished off the rest of the humans with minimal effort. He stood with his arms across his chest, a smirk on his face. "I see you wanted to impress the giant before you killed him," he said.

Turles laughed. "Oh no. I just wanted to give him proof that Saiyans were superior to humans, no matter what form or how strong their weapons are."

Gohan just continued smirking, annoying Turles a little. "Whatever the reason, you got the job done. Now we better meet up with the others. Who knows how far they've gotten."

The three Saiyans in question were about a mile from the initial meeting point. Goten knew that they wouldn't be able to get very far with an injured person, but it was frustrating all the same. If only they could risk flying and then maybe they could get a decent amount of ground in between their pursuers and themselves.

Suddenly, Goten felt his brother and the man called Turles's power levels rise considerably with many lower power levels disappearing. Then he felt the two Saiyans drop their ki signals to normal levels. Goten grinned. That was good news. Raising his power level a little, he turned to his two companions and addressed them. "I think we can stop guys. The fighting's over. Gohan and Turles should be heading our way right now."

Trunks nodded as Spinak looked behind them, trying to judge how far away their friends were from the rest of the group. Then a look of recognition covered his face. "Don't stop here," he said. Looking in front of them, Spinak continued, "There should be a cave about two hundred yards ahead. We can stop there."

With little consideration on Trunks and Goten's part, they continued to the cave, arriving about five minutes later. They had almost missed it since the entrance was partially covered by brush. Clearing enough to get inside, they trudge a few feet in, helping Spinak down to the floor. Trunks then went to the opposite wall and leaned against it, comfortable in his choice of wall. Goten returned to the cave's mouth, awaiting his comrades. He didn't have too long to wait as Gohan and Turles arrived soon after, blood splattered lightly on their armor. It had been a good day for killing.

No words were spoken as the three Saiyans walked into the cave, taking their choice in spots around the small cave. All of the Saiyans didn't bother talking. It had been a long day and the need for peace and quiet was being respected to the fullest.

It was about dawn that Turles gave them all a good-bye, claiming to have some other business that had been delayed by the human attack. As night wore on, Goten became restless and decided to explore the cave a little. Walking deeper into the cave, his field of vision decreased substantially, but Goten had no worries, his night vision would kick in, in three…two…

He never reached one as he tripped over some object, landing face first in the stony floor. Raising himself with his arms, his night vision taking over, he identified a small box tipped over on its side by his feet. Now how had that gotten there?

Getting to his feet, Goten picked up the box. He had no idea what was in it, but he felt that he needed to show it to Gohan. Retracing his steps, he came upon his group and showed them his treasure.

"Hey guys. Look what I found."

Turning to look at him, the three Saiyans noticed his box. Where he had gotten it, none of them knew. "What is it Goten?" Gohan asked.

"I don't know. That's why I brought it to you," was Goten's response.

The three sweatdropped. Shaking his head, Gohan returned his answer. "Why don't you open it?"

A grin that hadn't been seen on Goten's face in years creased it. It was as if he was a little kid again. Opening the box, the grin fell as disgust became evident. "All that's in here is a bag." Taking a look into the bag, his disgusted look became more distinguished. "A bag full of beans."

A frown creased Gohan's face. A bag of beans? What was going—?

Gohan's face changed into surprise. Could it be? Reaching out for the bag, Goten placed it in Gohan's hand. Picking one of the beans out of the bag, Gohan got a smile on his face. This was some of the best news that he had gotten in a long time.

"Goten, you really lucked out this time."

Goten gave a surprised look. What was Gohan talking about? "What do you mean?"

Gohan looked to his brother. "Ever heard of a senzu bean?"

The other three Saiyans got looks of disbelief. There was no way they could find senzu beans! The last time any were grown was right before the humans landed on Vegeta.

Seeing their disbelief, Gohan flicked the bean to Spinak. "Try it out if you don't believe me."

Eyeing the bean suspiciously, Spinak slowly placed the bean into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed. Mere seconds later, his body shuddered and expanded, then returned to its previous state, his wounds all healed. Testing his body out, Spinak was lost in his amazement. What good fortune had he come across in the last few hours!

"I…I feel great!" he exclaimed.

Gohan grinned. Looks like he was right. Boy he had lucked out on that one!